Novel & Cerita Protagonista Subestimado

"Because of you, I lost a bright future. I should have participated in the warrior contest. I have been practicing for years, just waiting for this competition to let me shine. My waiting is meaningless!" "In vain, I admired Darian, but he was just a bastard who only knew how to flatter his wife. He looks down on his subordinates and does not know how to appreciate talented people. He has become worthless and despicable, so he also loves a useless and cowardly person. They are a fucking, despicable couple…."

Stellina would draw upon her own strength, combining it with the qualities she admired in Vellina, such as assertiveness and shrewdness, to navigate the intricate web of mafia politics. As she stepped further into Vellina's shoes, Stellina understood that this journey was not only about achieving Diego's ambitions but also about discovering her own resilience and adaptability. She would need to rely on her wits, intuition, and the support of Diego and Fabian to navigate the treacherous path ahead. With each passing day, Stellina grew more determined to prove that she was more than just a substitute for Vellina, but a force to be reckoned with in her own right.

The doctor looks at us, not understanding what is happening. - You really got me. I must admit, you were right. - Of course I was right. The woman is always right. - It's true you are right. The doctor examines him and decides to release him the same day. Mario and Andrea come to pick us up at the clinic's exit. We go back home. The eagle told me a bit about how he got there faster than his men. Once Mario left with his men, he asked a nurse to inject him with adrenaline to boost his strength and allow him to arrive before them to be the one to rescue me. Once there, he found Mr. Zapata drinking a glass of liquor to celebrate his victory, accompanied by three prostitutes. When he saw him, he

Not in the sense that you lack strength but you lack what every demon has. Ban: And what is that? Diego: Pride. You dont have pride at all. You're not competitive. You'd rather be satisfied and only when something relating to Lord Lucifer's case will you be motivated. Any demon with your strength would have already challenged everyone in the demon world. If it were me, I would have already challenged our No 1 in the Academy. But as for you, you already seem quite happy with the fact that you're in the elite class. Do you have no pride at all being a Lord? I know you're the proxy of the Avereza Familia Lord. Is the lord so weak he can't even rise to the top of his academy?

Amara, painted as unstable, unfit, untouched, fool ,retard by the weight of an empire she was born into. They thought she was a placeholder. They thought she could be pushed aside. Or controlled. Or worse. Zogo took a slow breath, voice like glass on marble. “I’ve always found it interesting,” he said quietly, “how often men underestimate what’s right in front of them… just because it’s quiet.” Edgar’s smile didn’t falter but it changed. Edged tighter. Zogo finally brought the glass to his lips. Took a single sip. Cold. Sharp. Calculated.

The woman I had ridiculed for years, saying she was nothing but a political pawn in a marriage of convenience? I squint, holding the paper closer to my face as though my eyes might deceive me. The more I read, the more impressed I become. It’s a strategic plan that combines everything I’d expect from a seasoned alpha, not someone who has been so… underestimated. The vision, the clarity, the drive behind it—it’s all there. And yet, there’s a sinking feeling in my stomach. How did I not see it before? How had I been so blind? For so long, I thought Siena was just some spoiled princess in over her head. But now… now I’m not so sure.

He laughed but tasted bland "I often imagine you, when I feel lonely, or when I'm at my lowest point. Then... What are you doing at that time... with whom... It's like crossing a bridge on fire. You tortured me for these 10 years..." It's your own fault." Ariesta said. "Assuming the world is spinning for you" Sebastian glared at him. Ariesta felt that everything Sebastian had just said was bullshit. Finally he burned with emotion. This man had lowered himself, in a way that was subtle but still legible Ariesta. Pretending to be a victim, playing victim, even though he is the biggest contributor to the instability of his own life.

I looked at Stellan, he just sighed, while Leones lowered his gaze. "But I'm a loser, I can't help you to fight them." Argh, here we go again. Leones has the lowest self-confidence. Obviously, it’s because of his family. They had extremely high expectations which he could not reach. Then, they were disappointed and called him a loser or useless.

"Thank you, um.. for looking after him and telling me this. I do hope Ash will recover completely in no time." Sebestian shrugged. " You are welcome, I mean.. Well, it is our duty. This person is an idiot. He is always insecure and has low self-esteem. We've never meant this to happen. We asked Ash to tell you everything about his condition. He dramatized it and burdened himself. Stupid boy." Sebestian murmured.

But I wouldn't allow her to revel in my suffering or intimidate me any longer. "You think you can break me?" I retorted, my voice laced with unwavering determination. "Well, guess what? I won't give you the satisfaction. I won't beg for mercy or cower before you. You've underestimated me, Estella, and I'll make sure to show you just how wrong you are! You are nothing against me!”